This is a song about "Papa docs handgun"

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Papa aren't you proud of me i got 5 mansions

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Papa said he was sick of seeing me in the pits

And the docs are at odds with any self sabotage

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

They'll have to rename this one

Sanyo, and handheld and handgun

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Papa said "be you" don't wear an over sized shoe

The vision is quite clear

Papa took a sip of his beer

Nope notta, i quickly gotta, say, i love you mama, you too papa

She say this shit for college, i told her drop her a prada